After the young man riding the golden giant snake left, the old man surnamed Zhang showed an ugly look on his face.

After a while, an angry roar erupted from his mouth: "What are you doing in a daze, get out of here, didn't you hear what you just said?"

Xu San was not far away, and hurriedly ran over and knelt on the ground.

In the inn, several monks also came out one after another

Yang Yu groaned slightly, and slowly walked out of the inn.

In the previous life, Yang Yu was also a monk in the foundation building period, he naturally knew the magical powers of the monk in the foundation building period, this old man surnamed Zhang was obviously angry, and Yang Yu was not allowed to touch his moldy head.

And for the trip to Bluestone City, Yang Yu also had a lot of curiosity in his heart, what did the Jindan period monks want them to do?

"Xu San, you immediately pass on my order, let all the monks above the fifth level of the Qi cultivation period come here to gather, if anyone dares not to come, the old man will take his life immediately!" the old man surnamed Zhang said coldly.

"Juniors obey orders!" Xu San arched his hand and hurriedly left this place of right and wrong.

However, when he left, he happened to see Yang Yu, and he couldn't help glaring at Yang Yu viciously in his eyes, if it weren't for waiting for Yang Yu here, he wouldn't have to be afraid.

The young man on the golden giant python just now obviously came from an extraordinary background, and he didn't know what was going on in Bluestone City.

As the minutes passed, more and more monks gathered in front of the inn.

The monks wore different robes and were very different in age.

But no one dared to speak.

The face of the monk surnamed Zhang was still gloomy, and he looked very annoyed.

About an hour later, more than thirty monks gathered here who were above the fifth level of Qi cultivation.

The old man surnamed Zhang looked around and said in a deep voice: "Friends, most of you have settled here for a while, and you also know how I, Zhang, treat you. The old man's master gave an order, and you should immediately go to Qingyun City to stand by!"

As soon as these words came out, many of the monks looked stunned.

The master of this old man surnamed Zhang is probably a Jindan period monk.

What did the Jindan monks ask them to do in Bluestone City?

"Senior Uncle Zhang, you treat me well on weekdays, but can you tell the juniors what they are doing in Bluestone City?" asked a Qi cultivation cultivator.

"If I knew, I would have told you a long time ago?" The old man surnamed Zhang said angrily: "Okay, don't talk nonsense, set off immediately, if someone dares to escape halfway, the old man will never spare it!"

After finishing speaking, the old man surnamed Zhang led the way in front of the sword.

His speed was not fast, and these cultivators who were above the fifth level of Qi cultivation could barely keep up.

The words of the old man surnamed Zhang are here, even if he doesn't want to go to Bluestone City, there is no way.

Yang Yu was mixed in among the monks and was not conspicuous.

Xu San, Sang Gui Jiu, and the sixth-level cultivator of the Qi cultivation period all gathered together, and they looked to Yang Yu from time to time, as if they still had some intentions towards Yang Yu.

After doing this for most of the day, the group finally came to the front of Bluestone City.

The city wall here is about ten zhang high, and it looks very majestic, but compared to the previous life, there is less of a large protective array.

In the previous life, when Yang Yu came here, it was already a few years after the catastrophe struck, and naturally there were many differences from the current Bluestone City.

In addition to the more than 30 Qi cultivation period monks led by the monk surnamed Zhang, outside the bluestone city, there were also other foundation building period monks who led the Qi cultivation period monks to come.

In such a short period of time, more than two hundred Qi cultivation period cultivators were gathered.

These foundation building period monks seemed to know each other, they looked at each other a few times, and they all showed a helpless wry smile, but no one took the initiative to say anything.

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In the bluestone city, in the back garden of the prince's mansion.

From time to time, the sound of hissing was heard, and the two golden giant dragons were dancing, showing a violent and abnormal violent.

The two palace maids who were dozens of feet away turned pale with fright, and the tray in their hands shook slightly, almost falling to the ground.

"Xiao Cui, be careful, this is the fairy tea prepared by the great butler for the immortals, I heard that it takes decades to pick such a little, if you miss and break it, maybe you will feed it to that fierce beast!" said a palace maid.

The palace maid called Xiaocui was sweating profusely, and her face became pale.

The two finally walked to the pavilion, put down the two bowls of tea, and then turned around and left in a hurry.

In the pavilion, there is an old and a young.

The old man looked to be in his seventies, and although his hair was white and his face was wrinkled, his face was ruddy, and his body was full of spiritual power.

This person turned out to be a Jindan period monk.

And the young man opposite him looked suave and suave, looking like a young master of a powerful family.

This person was the tenth-level Qi cultivation stage monk who had just controlled the golden giant snake and appeared in the sky above the inn.

"Grandpa, this mortal spirit tea is not bad, it tastes a little!" the young man said, taking a sip.

"It's not bad, it's a little worse than the thousand-year-old tea king in our family, but it's a pity that it's now occupied by that wild beast!" the old man said with regret.

"Grandpa, although there are only two of us left in our family, as long as you are old, our Mu family can prosper. The young man said with a compliment.

"You, you will say something nice!" Although the old man seemed to have reproachful words, he was full of pity: "Que'er, you are the young bloodline of our Mu family, and your qualifications are excellent, if it weren't for this turmoil, I'm afraid you would have already closed off and built a foundation! So you are the hope of our Mu family!"

"I won't let Grandpa down!" The young man nodded heavily: "Grandpa, there is a spirit stone mine here, and there are a large number of Desolate Beast Inner Pills to take, it is definitely an excellent place to cultivate, otherwise we will move the family here?"

"I did have this kind of thought, but I alone may not be able to control this bluestone city! As for the spirit stone mine, only by collecting it immediately can it exert its greatest effect. I also know very well that letting those Qi cultivation period cultivators come to mine spirit stones will inevitably be greedy for a lot of ink, but even so, a large number of spirit stones will enter our hands. Lao He's eyes narrowed into a slit: "What's more important is that in this spirit stone mine, a large number of desolate beasts have gathered, as long as you enter it to mine the spirit stone, you will inevitably encounter desolate beasts, and when the corpse of the desolate beast naturally falls into our hands, wouldn't it be a matter of killing two birds with one stone." ”

"Grandpa is really clever, the kid has no eyes, it turns out that there is such an arrangement!" the young man said respectfully.

"This is also a helpless move, I don't know how long I can control Bluestone City, so these spirit stones, I can collect as much as I can excavate, and let those low-level monks be greedy for ink a little, so-called. It's better than a spirit stone falling into the hands of others. ”

"As long as there are enough spirit stones, it will be much easier for our Mu family to revivenation. The old man groaned.

"Grandpa, the few apprentices you just accepted are very tight. If you don't teach them some lessons, I don't know if these people don't know what their last names are. The young man seemed to suddenly remember something, and said with some displeasure.

"Apprentice?" the old man sneered: "Those foundation building monks are just temporarily driving for me, I won't give them any benefits, it's normal for them to have some opinions, but we don't have time to personally drive those Qi cultivation period monks, these people still have some use, otherwise they would have been killed a long time ago, and none of them would have been left!"

"These people will die sooner or later!" the young man nodded, his eyes fierce.

"Que'er, do you know what other means I have to stay here than the Spirit Mine Cave?" the old man suddenly asked.

"Que Er doesn't know, I still hope that my grandfather will make it clear!" the young man's eyes showed a hint of incomprehension.

The old man stretched out his hand and pointed to a dead tree with a few buds growing in the distance, saying, "This is exactly what it is!"

"What is this?" the young man looked at it carefully, a little curious, but the puzzle on his face was even thicker.

"I guess this thing could be the legendary Luo Xian Fruit Tree!"

"Luo Immortal Fruit Tree?" the young man's eyes showed a look of horror: "This is the number one spirit tree in the world recorded in our family classics?"

"The name of the world's first may not be affordable, but this tree is absolutely extraordinary, and it is of great use to us, this great change may affect this Luo Xian fruit tree, but I just don't know when it will be able to blossom and bear fruit!"

"Grandpa, let's wait patiently, if not, move it away, this kind of treasure can't fall into the hands of others!"

"This is nature, this Luo Immortal Fruit Tree and you are the key to the re-emergence of our Mu family!" the old man bowed his head and smiled.

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In an inn on the west side of Bluestone City, many monks came and went.

The people living here are all Qi cultivation monks who have just entered from outside the city.

Everyone was assigned a room.

Although these Qi cultivation period monks were very puzzled by this, after all, there were foundation building stage monks here, and they could only wait here.

Yang Yu was also assigned to a room, and after arranging the concealment formation, he sat cross-legged in it.

He took out the dark spirit fruit in his hand, looked at it carefully, and then touched it lightly with his divine sense.

A suction force unexpectedly appeared from within the spirit fruit, pulling Yang Yu's divine sense towards it.